Chapter 3 Husband?

Who are you fucking?

Who is yours?

Third senior brother?

As soon as Aman asked three questions in his head, he was smashed to pieces by his third senior brother.

That's right, the third senior brother who is called a "monster" is the original body.

According to Aman's script, the third senior brother "eats" her, and the two of them can leave the glitz and return to the Immortal Sword Sect hidden in the sea and wasteland, and no longer have any connection with the human world.

But this person who suddenly appeared messed up all this!!!

The golden light knocked the third senior brother out with a strong spiritual power, so his original body hit Aman, who was born with extreme pain without any restraint.

Good guy!

The pain of the crushing limbs and bones made her howl and she completely fainted.

Aman felt that she was killed by a mountain!

...

In the chaotic clouds, purple glow penetrated out, and then a mirror appeared in the chaos.

In the mirror, there is an hourglass above the mountains and seas that is fast sand. When you look closely, it turns out that the shadow of the mountain is moving backwards and the sea water flows backwards.

Between the mountains and seas, silver light and yellow sand entangled, and lightning and thunder were roaring.

Listen carefully, there were screams faintly, but mostly the howlings of ghosts and wolves flying through sand and stones, which made people suspect that there was something wrong with their ears.

At this moment, the mirror suddenly tilted, and the picture in the mirror was suddenly enlarged a little.

So in the silver light and yellow sand, a figure that was covered in flesh and blood, rolling and screaming constantly.

It turns out that those silver lights are swords!

There are thousands of fairy swords!

The fairy sword roared and cut the man's skin and cut bones into pieces of flesh.

Yellow sand is a net, a net of heaven and earth!

Flying sand is like a whip, like thorns, and thorns are stinging flesh and broken tendons.

"No wonder that human body is completely covered in skin and is covered in blood..."

Aman just murmured through his mouth, as if he had perception in the dark.

The bloody figure stopped struggling, and his hands were tightly clutched the ground with his unwilling fingers.

"You and I... have cleared..."

Aman seemed to hear this sentence, even though the voice was hoarse like a ripped silk.

She even saw the figure trying hard to raise her head, but at this moment, a big hand suddenly blocked Aman's vision, and all the chaotic mountains and seas and blurred flesh and blood disappeared.

[You shouldn't remember these...forgot...forget them all...]

"Pop! Snap!"

A crisp and shattered sound broke into Aman's mind. In a daze, she heard a woman's squealing voice: "Be careful! If you hurt your wife, you will have to pay your life!"

lady?

Who is it?

Where am I? In my dream?

Aman struggled hard to get out of the dream. She exerted all her strength as if she was about to break through a big net. Suddenly, her feet were empty and she opened her eyes.

The big red tent top and the word "囍" with golden thread made her a little dazed.

She sat up shakingly, and felt her head drowsy, as if she had a dream before. She seemed to see the purple glow in the dream, and then... eh? Then what came?

Aman stumbled on his head, but eventually gave up - it was normal for her bad memory to remember a dream.

but……

She looked up at the word "囍", then looked at everything strange around her, and immediately lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed and run away, but found that she was wearing a big red wedding dress!

What's going on?!

Aman was stunned and puzzled, and there was a maid's excited voice in the room: "Madam is awake! Hurry up, please invite Thirteenth Master!"

Hearing the sound, Aman reached out and pulled the wedding costume on his body, rolled his eyes, and stomped his feet.

The shadows under your feet are quiet.

Uh, where is the third senior brother?

...

It took Aman three cups of tea to remember what had happened before.

Someone broke her plan. Now the third senior brother is unknown where she is wearing a wedding dress. As for the bad thing, the person who was sitting on the chair opposite her with one hand and the other, reading the book leisurely.

"Who are you here?" Aman stared at the man opposite and asked. She was sure that the other party was not a cultivator at all. She thought what magic weapon he should use to suppress the third senior brother should be.

"Your husband, Prince An." The man said as he turned over a page of the book, his eyes not leaving the page.

"This is impossible." Aman denied seriously: "First, I didn't get engaged to anyone, secondly, I don't remember that I got married, and again, I don't know you. Finally, who is your prince an?"

"You, Qi Niang of the Su family in Jizhou, and the name of Aman is Aman; I, Prince An, the thirteenth Lang of the Wang family in Langya, we were the relatives of the ancestors of the two families when they were in a rebellion in their old lives." The man closed the pages of the book and looked up at Aman:

"Don't be surprised. I saved you who was fainted, and according to your Su family's wishes, I immediately worshiped you, so as not to leave the old marquis and let our marriage not be completed."

"How long have I been sleeping?"

"Three days. Unfortunately, the old marquis passed away three days ago. Madam, you still want to be sad." Wang Zi'an spoke politely and gentlely, and seemed sincere, but there was no emotion in his eyebrows and eyes.

Aman held his fingers with his hands and his two thumbs squeezed: "I have nothing to do with the Jizhou Hou Mansion, and I have been removed from the genealogy. You can't count the marriage between you and me."

"It's useless to say these." Wang Zi'an stood up and said, "You and I have already been the wedding. You were already my bride of the Wang family three days ago. Should the family of Jizhou Houfu follow you? But since you have woken up, you have to go back to Langya with me tomorrow."

"Are you sick?"

"You and I are husband and wife, so I can't curse me like this."

"It's not that I'm cursing you, it's because I can't figure it out. If you're not sick, why do you have to marry me? It's just that it's at this critical moment!"

"A promise of a thousand gold, a promise from the ancestors..."

"Bah!" Aman rolled his eyes and stood up directly: "What I don't believe the most is promise. If you don't want to tell the truth, just stop it. Don't say that I didn't remind you, I am unknown. If you marry me, you will die."

Prince An laughed when he heard this: "People are dead."

"Yes, but if you marry me, you... will never live for thirty days."

Aman's words silenced the man opposite.

Aman reached out and pulled his braid, stared at Wang Zi'an, and was silent.

She didn't make up lies to scare him, but it wasn't the absolute truth.

In fact, from the moment she opened her eyes, she saw the servants, servants, and even the thick and solid people coming in and out, each of her head had the red number 30.

These people only have thirty days left to live, and Dahong... They will all die!

However, she couldn't see the man's life span.

She didn't understand why this happened. You should know that even if she saw the birthday of her master, she could see clearly and truly.

"If you really can't live, that's my life." Wang Zi'an said, and sat down and opened the book.

Aman was confused: Does this person care so much about life and death?

Aman twisted his mouth: "You accept your fate, what about the people in your house? Do you want to see that they all die in thirty days?"

At this time, Wang Zian looked up at Aman again: "Is there any way to change it if you mean?"

"Of course." Aman stretched out two fingers: "First, if you give up on me, I won't kill you. Second, if you just eat my monster, where did you take it?"

“Trailed somewhere.”

"If you let it go, I will help you all the people of the mansion to change your fate, how about you?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!